"We should at least be considerate when it cos to suicide, don’t you think?"
The youth: "..."
Can’t even death be a little more peaceful?
He turned away silently, unwilling to engage with the strange man before him any longer.
If he had no intention of stopping him, then... he might as well treat him as a passerby...
However, it seed the young man really took the advice to heart, as he ultimately chose to walk to the left.
"Love you walking alone in dark alleys
Love your unbowed stance
Love how you’ve confronted despair
And refused to weep
Love your tattered clothes
Daring to block the gun called fate
Love how you resemble
Our flaws are the sa
Shall I go? Am I worthy? This ragged cape
Shall I fight? Fight! With the lowliest of dreams
To those who whine and roar in the dark night
Who says only those in the light are heroes..."
The youth: "..."
For the second ti, he turned his head to look at the strange man.
Perhaps it was the unfamiliar lody that captivated him, or maybe the lyrics of the song hit a spot deep inside his heart...
"Oh! Haha! My apologies, I was just trying to add so apt background music for the video, you know. Who knows, maybe if I post it on Douyin it could go viral.
A lonely and desperate young man, resolutely using his life to leave a final, conspicuous splash of color on this world! Isn’t that tragically beautiful?
I’ve even thought of the title already, it’s called ’Lonely Brave.’ What do you think?"
ng Lang was chatting away with a smile, still recording with his phone.
Even resolved to die, the youth’s mouth twitched with irritation.
How can such a person... such a person...
Have the right to sing that song?
He turned his head silently.
Ascending the steps, just two more, would bring him to the edge of the rooftop.
Standing here, looking down, he could see the ground below, a wave of dizziness washing over him, causing the youth’s heart to tremble slightly.
Just one leap, and he... would be free, right...
"They say, quitting your madness is like wiping away gri
They say, climb the steps, but the price is bowing your head..."
The hum that rose again beside him made the young man’s legs shake, and he almost couldn’t resist collapsing there and then.
"That’s right! Just bow your head. When you gaze down from here, the ground gazes back at you.
Thousands of your classmates and teachers will witness your death with looks of shock, confusion, and fear.
Your death won’t be aningless!
With your death, you’ll have your revenge on them! On this world!
Because of your jump, you will shatter the most beautiful illusions of the thousands of students present. Instead of seeing their earnestly sought dreams in school, they’ll see a cold, lifeless body!
That body will tell them how cold, how dark this society is..."
The third ti he turned back.
He finally stared annoyedly at the man, now less than three ters away from him.
"What exactly do you want?!"
"Nothing, nothing, just ignore . I’ll continue recording, and you continue with your jump. We won’t get in each other’s way, carry on," ng Lang said, smiling as he made a welcoming gesture.
With a first effort one may summon his energy, at a second effort his strength will wane, and by the third, he will be utterly exhausted.
The youth seed to have lost the courage to turn back around.
He slumped down and sat.
"Why? Are you trying to persuade ?"
"No, no, no! Don’t get wrong! That’s not what I ant at all. The thing I hate the most is people who could keep living but choose to seek death instead.
To those of us who struggle desperately just to stay alive, it’s like a silent boast! I wish there were one less of them with each death!"
"Who says only those standing in the light are heroes? There might even be bears!"
The youth: "Fuck!"
As if finally unable to suppress it any longer, the youth’s roar erupted like a volcano.
"What do you know?! Do you understand the despair of never being able to obtain freedom? Do you know what it feels like for every day to be like hell for ? You don’t know anything at all!"
ng Lang looked him up and down, then let out a scoff.
"Ha! Freedom? You an to say you’re like a prisoner?
The door that admits people is bolted,
The hole that lets out dogs is wide open,
And then a voice cries out:
Crawl out, and be free!
They long for freedom,
So they make human bodies crawl out of dog holes!
For those who co out this way, I only wish that one day.
They may find eternal life in the flas!"
ng Lang sneered.
"And another thing! Don’t misuse the term ’hell’.
Have you lost an arm or a leg? Are you a high-level paraplegic or suffering from an incurable disease?
Without experiencing true despair, you don’t deserve the word."
The youth was taken aback, then beca hysterical.
"You don’t understand, talking about what’s deserving or not! Have you experienced those things?!"
Huh! You actually got that right.
"Hehe! Aren’t you spirited? You can get angry at .
If you have the guts, why not go after the people who bully you?"
"You... what do you know?" The youth was astonished.
"I don’t need to know to guess! Hey! How about I give you a suggestion?
Look, you’re a man who’s going to die anyway, have you never thought about taking a few with you before you go?"
The youth’s face froze, as faces he’d seen in nightmares every night surfaced in his mind.
"I... I..."
"Afraid, are you? You’re not scared of dying, but you’re afraid of killing?
Look! There’s a fruit knife in the supermarket downstairs, it’s less than 50 bucks. You just need to buy one, and if you stab it in right here, ensuring the blade is horizontal, you can penetrate through the ribs and hit the heart, killing with a single strike.
If you’re ruthless enough and act quickly, you might even take out more than one. How do you like that idea?"
The youth looked at ng Lang, dumbfounded, unable to tell whether this guy had co to persuade him or to harm him.
"What... what the hell do you want?"
ng Lang himself seed to look to the heavens in speechless inquiry.
"Yeah, I’d fucking like to know what I want, too.
I clearly didn’t want to save you, but here I am.
I prepared a bunch of comforting platitudes, but when it ca to it, I said the harshest words.
And let tell you! I’m always spreading positivity, but after they’ve t my ’guidance’,
many who once attempted suicide... are now attempting murder...
Isn’t that absurd?"
The youth: "..."
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